A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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MERE DIL KA CHAMAN

वो मेरी भारत माँ, मेरा प्यारा वतन।

The Feeling Of Emptiness

I look into a broken mirror,

I seek to see why I am still living.

when I look aro

INTEZAAR ME KATE HAI DIN

कैसे जीऊ मैं खुशहाल ज़िन्दगी

उसकी �

Very Special Friend

We didn't grow up together.

We didn't start as friends.

When we first got togethe

aao zindagi ko gte chale

आओ जिंदगी को गाते चले, कुछ बातें मन की

A Valentine to My Wife
Accept, dear girl, this little token,
And if between the lines you seek,
You'll find the

Why You're My Friend

You are mine until the end.

I love you because you're my friend.

You were so kind

EA DOSTO PHONE KARLEANA

जब कभी दुःखने लगे दिल, जब कभी मन छलक जा

Speechless
My Name Is Sasha
My Sister Is Leigh
I am six
And she is three

Our dads always mad

I'm Brave Because Of You

You say you're afraid of being alone.

You can't do a thing on your own.

You don't